bartonsarrowhead replied to your photo āAnd it looks like Iāve got a private showing :)#cineworldNottinghamā
I was in your shoes watching Divergent in April :D It was absolutely cool :D
me and liferuinedbyrenner nearly get the cinema to ourselves for 'american hustle' earlier in the year - but some people turned up at the last minute - which meant we had to keep our perving to a minimum ;)
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Send an āŃ ā for my museās reaction to being sent accidental nudes.
[text: Natasha] I assumed you were flexible but that just looks painful...[text: Natasha] No worries though, I've deleted them and it will never be spoken of.
Clint pulled the arrow, spinning around to face his attacker. She kicked high, aiming for his head, but he ducked, firing off the arrow as he did. It missed. She was too close. He dropped to the ground and pulled on her legs to take her down. She dropped like a stone, right on his head, and then jumped up and leaped back out of reach.
Clint grabbed and wrapped his fingers around her wrist. The muscles in his legs coiled as he jumped forward and shoved her back. They both came tumbling down onto the ground. She hissed trying to pull back but only succeeding in rolling him over on top of her.
The sleeve of her shirt slid down her wrist. Clint's eyes caught the flawless Russian script on her arm, her native language and translated it in his brain. Clinton Barton.
Clinton Barton.
Clinton Barton.
Him.
He used his right hand to wrap around her neck and held her down. His left hand yanked her sleeve the rest of the way up her arm so he could get a better look. "Stop!"
"Go to hell," she spat at him.
"Stop!" Clint said. She bucked beneath him. "Natalia! Stop!"
She stilled. "How do you know my name?"
Clint shook his hand until his own sleeve dropped down his arm. He flashed her name, printed in his skin since the day of his birth.
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[Text: Vdova]How could I not? :)
[Text: Vdova]Ā Itās been what? Two months?
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[Text: Vdova]Ā Donāt make me abduct a quinjet and fly overā¦
[Text: Vdova]Ā Fuck the fact itād ruin your coverā¦
[Text: Vdova]Ā I need you bad.
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[Text: Vdova]Wasnāt that intended for Potts?
[Text: Vdova]Ā Anyway, why didnāt you just ask, Tasha?
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[Text: Vdova]Iām not buyinā that bullshit, Natasha. You get me?!
[Text: Vdova]Ā Iām cominā for you! Hold on.
[Text: Vdova]Ā Wasnāt that supposed to be ātogether or neverā?
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[Text: T.]Woah, hey there, is Miss Stony Mask jealous of her assface partner or what?
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[Text: Vdova]Ā ā¦
[Text: Vdova]Ā That was⦠unexpected to say the leastā¦
[Text] Iām going back home tonightĀ ! Missed meĀ ?
Send me ā” for a lustful text.
[Text] I wish you were here. My body is on fire and I need to feel your touch, loveā¦
Send me ā§ for a text that was about my muse, but was meant to be for someone else.
[Text] I just.. I donāt know what I should doĀ ? I mean, yes, I think I fell for Clint but what if he doesnāt feel the sameĀ ?
Send me ā for a heartbreaking text.
[Text] This will be my last mission. I donāt have any chances of coming back home, so⦠Goodbye. I love you, thank you for making me happy.
Send me ā¼ for a mean/rude text.
[Text] Next time please shut the door to your room when youāre there with the whore of the night, so the rest of us donāt have to look at it. Thank you.
Send me ā for a text that was supposed to be deleted, but was accidentally sent.
[Text] Clint, I love you. Iāve been to scared to tell you earlier but now I know I have nothing to looseā¦